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"So where the hell has SNIPER gone now?" asked Your Honour, turning to the other members of the party.
Grix shrugged, there were much bigger things to worry about than the whereabouts of SNIPER.
Ant however had seen SNIPER disappear, so decided to speak up "Well, he said we were a bunch of stupid morons trying to find this sword, and went off that way." Ant pointed towards a meadow.
"Well if he doesn't care about our homes being destroyed and us being enslaved then so be it. I do, and I vow to find the Sword of Nogard, and slay those foul beasts that attack our homes!" Cried Your Honour, and the three of them set off into the forest.
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SNIPER continued to wander through the meadow, it was a beautiful day, the suns were bright and the sky clear. Walking through the waist high grass amongst the butterfly was something that always helped to cheer SNIPER up. Maybe he should catch up with his friends he thought, and he too headed for the forest.
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pb marched up to FantasyMeister. "You can't keep sending our men out to die! We only have limited resources, and cannot fight them out there in the fields!"
"Then what would you suggest pb, letting those beasts inside our city walls, letting them slaughter our wives and feed on our children?" Replied FM looking down on pb.
"But we cannot hold out forever. We need help!" said pb shaking his head, as he walked away.
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SNIPER's mood had again changed for the worse. Where were those stupid idiots now? SNIPER looked round to see something catching the light in a clearing nearby. Maybe it was his friends! He ran into the clearing.
Moments later he realised that it was not his friends in the clearing, but something much more special. Stuck in the ground was a sword. The sword of Nogard! As SNIPER approached it he suddenly felt a chill in the air. The skies had clouded over, and the wind had picked up to such an extent that the trees creaked. If SNIPER could retrieve the sword, he would be a hero! No more would he be laughed at!
SNIPER grabbed the sword and pulled with all of his might. He could feel the first drops of a violent rain storm lash against his face. Still he pulled on the sword, until it gave up it's hold on the ground. SNIPER could feel great power within him as he held it.
He held it toward the skies as a sign of victory.
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Grix didn't like this change in the weather. Not one bit. Why had it changed so suddenly? He could feel something strange in the air. "That way!" He cried, pointing towards a clearing nearby as thunder crashed in his ears and lightning lit up the skies.
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"Aaaarghhhh!" Cried SNIPER as he was thrown to the ground. A lightning bolt had struck the sword and flowed through his body.
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Your Honour was the first into the clearing. "It's SNIPER" he said, "Or at least it was...." he said, looking at the charred remains of his former companion.
"It looks as if we weren't the first at the scene" Said Ant, pointing towards some footprints leading out of the clearing. Next to these was a strange track, much like that that would be left be a sword, being dragged through grass........
"And at once, it didn't seem so beautiful... what must happen to a person, to make the most beautiful thing on Earth, seem... the most pointless thing?"
"Newbies. That's what."
"So, now I leave."
"For how long? I don't know."
"Where? I don't know."
"Why? To find myself, as a deeper person..."
"But mostly to get away from those sodding newbies."
Ant finished reading Grix's note to the rest of the party.
"He must be really fed up." Your Honour said... "I agree. The newbies are irritating, but it's unlike Grix to let things like this get on top of him..."
"Do you think there are other things bothering him as well?" Ant said to the group.
Meka thought to himself... "Perhaps. But Grix isn't coming back, and I think we should be getting a move on."
"YES."
"Do you think the story is actually going anywhere?"
"NO. GO TO SLEEP." Grix pulled a pillow over his head, and ignored Ant's wailing.
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FM was REALLY annoyed now. He had gone off into the forest to have a quiet cr@p, but that mysterious figure had followed him *again*. This was about the 5th time it had happened, he was having to find even more hidden places to go to relieve himself. It was ridiculous, he realised that he was spending more time planning his next trip to the toilet, than has planning the army's next move. Hardly what the greatest General ever shoud be doing, he though to himself....
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YH wasnt too impressed either. How was he to know that the wind would blow into the cave, brining all the smoke from the fire with it? After everyone had been asleep for a few hours, YH had finally managed to undo the ropes he had been tied in. But by then he had been sitting in exactly the same position on the cold rocks for most of the day. He suspected he now had piles...
Your Honour decided to build a small fire in the cave, to keep them warm... Ant, Dan and Meka were playing cards, and Grix was writing the story.
"Snap!" Shouted Ant, with a smile on his face.
Meka looked at Ant. "We are playing Poker, Ant. And that's not a snap."
"Yes it is..."
"The king of spades has no relation whatsoever to the seven of hearts."
"Oh... err... how do you play Poker then?"
"I thought you played it in the last story?"
"No, that was the imaginary Ant. I'm the real Ant."
"Ah, I see."
A few minutes later, after everybody tied up Your Honour for filling the cave with smoke, they all decided to take camp for the night.
"But it's only 2 o'clock!" Ant said, point to the time on his digital watch. "Why are we going to sleep now?"
"It adds to the atmosphere, and you never know, something might happen while we are asleep."
Not long later, they were all in bed.
"I can't sleep when the suns still up..." Dan said. "I feel like a vampire."
No response to that... usually someone would reply, but obviously, they couldn't be bothered.
"Grix?"
Grix was trying to sleep. So he ignored Ant.
"GRIX?"
He sighed. "Yes?"
"Why do you only write bits with us in it? Why don't you write stuff with FM and Pb and all the other stuff that's happening?"
"Err... I'm not too sure. I think it's because I'd rather not spoil what's going on."
Silence for a few seconds. Ant must be thinking.
"What IS going on, anyway?"
"I don't know Ant... I don't know..."
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Sheepy dusted down his coat. At least he survived, good idea to launch himself from the catapult to escape the castle. They'd chained him up like a dog, and what for? All because he'd been rude to the king. He was only visiting the poxy town anyway. Sheepy was always getting in to trouble in these kind of places, he just couldn't help it.
"Hello there!" came a voice from behind him, he turned around to see FM and Pb standing and watching him.
"Er, hello?!" he said rather awkwardly, "Do you perchance know where I am?"
He landed in a bush. He crawled out, pulled himself up and brushed himself down.
He then madehis way to seek his fortune...
er-no, now a rusted, dead, withoutadoubtinanyonesmind dead, was beginning to think he was the new Sniper...